The beauty of loss is that you don’t go back to who you are but you do become a whole new you.

Loss changed me, it made me much more different than the woman I used to be.

I have an keener ear to the pulse and language of the world now than I did before.

Loss has made me more relaxed in some areas of life, more comfortable with myself; in others I’m still a hot mess and as my girl Bri would say “the struggle is real.”

I know what a deep wound to the soul is. I also know what healing feels like from the heart of God hand fashioned for me.

I understand what joy beyond my sorrow can look like. I’ve lived this and I’m still in it.